Miss you so much Dougie (pud)
I will always love you
Your
Janey
Loving missed each day that goes by.
Still the love of my life x
Your love still influences all the family.
In memory of a loving Husband, Dad and Grandad. Forever in our thoughts and hearts. You are greatly missed. Love always from your family xx
Pete and Sue – beloved husband and little sister. We miss you both every day. Forever in our thoughts xxx
Love and miss you
Miss you every day. Love you ????
In the early hours of 28th January 2022 I kissed my gorgeous husband for the last time. All I can say, two years on, is don’t under estimate the devastating impact of loss and grief
The amazing care and compassion shown by the staff at the hospice, in the short time he was there, was the only thing that kept me sane at the worst time of my life. Two years on and the pain is as raw today as it was the day he died.Missing my cheeky, lovable, funny husband every day.
forever in my heart. Paul
Faith has been broken
Tears must be cried
Let's do some living
After we die
For Mum
I miss you, Daddy.
Love you lots.
Jakey xxx
Mum, we still think of you and miss you every single day and forever will. Love you always. Xxx
Always in our hearts x
Graham Tuxworth
Tucky
In loving memory
When feathers fall from the sky, it is a reminder our loved ones are nearby. We love and miss you Mum x x
In loving Memory of our wonderful Mum and Nan, Sue Last, aka 'Nanny Harry'. Greatly missed and never forgotten. Love you always. ❤️ x
Love of my life miss you so much xxx
Dedicated to my lovely Mum
Always missed and forever with us in "blood and sand"
I dedicate this feather to my mum Jacqueline Mann, who we lost in April 2020 aged only 70 from the Big C. We miss her every day. I would love to have a cup of coffee and natter with her again, and even better a hug. It's amazing how many little things I wish I could tell her.
When she was dying I asked her ' what sign will you send me from the other side' she said ' you will know'. Frustratingly I didn't for a while, but feathers…it's feathers. Whenever I ask her to tell me she's near I find a random feather. So I dedicate this to her, my mum who I will.miss forever.
Those we love can never be more than a thought away…for as long as there’s a memory, they live in our hearts forever.
Goodbyes are not forever. Goodbyes are not the end. They simply mean we will miss you, until we meet again.